James burst into the room. His face contorted with rage. His eyes darted to

Reese, a wave of relief washing over him as he confirmed her safety and a silent exhale escaped his lips.

A group of individuals trailed behind him.

Magnus, startled by the abrupt entrance, began, "Mr. King, what is the "

His words were cut short as James swiftly closed the distance between them, snatching a wine bottle and shattering it against Magnus's head in one fluid motion.

Crimson liquid traced a path down Magnus's forehead as James delivered a powerful kick, sending him sprawling to the floor.

Magnus attempted to regain his footing, but James wasn't giving him any chance. Holding another bottle, James swung it with force, relentlessly attacking Magnus. Caught off guard and overwhelmed by James's unbridled ferocity, Magnus found himself on the receiving end of an unforgiving beating.

With the finality of a storm passing, James hurled the empty bottle at Magnus, his voice a chilling edge in the air. "If you're so eager to meet your end, rise and face me. If I spare you today, my name isn't King."

The room fell into a stunned silence, the onlookers paralyzed by a mix of shock and fear.

As the others watched, frozen in place, James pivoted on his heel, his attention now centered on Reese. He forcefully kicked and punched his way through the group surrounding her.

reminder of the lengths he went to

steady her breath, Reese found her voice, her words carrying a sincerity she

to come to a place like this at this

shift in James's tone wasn't lost on Reese. He had always addressed her with either playful banter or friendly camaraderie, often affectionately

and she

stern expression

make mistakes in life. Initially, I didn't want the company to be involved, hoping to handle

the first time James had seen Reese in such a dire situation. Despite the trouble he had caused her, it was insignificant compared to the cruelty of Magnus. Reese had never experienced true

attention shifted to Magnus, who lay battered on the ground, blood staining his face. "Since he seems to

to grab Magnus, dragging

Magnus struggled against James's bodyguards' grip. Fuming with anger, he issued

lay a finger on anyone under my protection, I won't hesitate to end

room in an eerie silence, the fear palpable

James's features softened slightly, the fire in his eyes tempered by a more

suppressed the turbulent storm of emotions

the sequence of events. She discovered that a young heir had been present with Magnus. The same individual was also present during her first encounter with James, where he pressured her to drink. He had reported the

opted to drive herself, a choice James respected without protest. He escorted her to her car,

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